Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Random...

My pantyhose today? Too. Fucking. Small.

posted by Sam @ 3:01 PM 0 comments

Groundhog Day

Good lord...I'm 39 weeks pregnant and everyday feels the same. Wake up, check stomach, realize that not a goddamn thing happened overnight and get my butt up for work. Wait. Insert a 5 year old who has to check every 5 minutes to see if it's time to get up yet. Starting at 6 am.

"Mom"....."MOm"...."MOM"....is it time yet? He gets right in my face and whispers over and over until I wake the fuck up. Meanwhile the hubby has heard the whole thing and is thrashing around trying to wake me up. I guess I shouldn't complain, it's better than being woken up every 2 hours by screaming which will be happening very, very soon. I swore up and down I was done at 1. This kid thing is not easy. I love him to death, but the thought of another 5 years of having to do everything for another person was too much. Drake's finally filling up his own water cup, entertaining himself, getting ready for bed without help....etc. Why would I want to mess with that?

And the best part? I had no idea I was pregnant again. The hubby had to tell me. After I had passed out with a migraine and the doctor told him. Okay, and even better than that? We were at a Reggae festival we'd driven 11 hours to go to, and I ended up missing almost the whole damn thing. Damian Marley was there people and I MISSED HIM. I might have made the hubby miss him too. There's still hard feelings there so we won't even touch that subject. Life happens....and we're happy about the whole deal now. How can you not get excited about a baby? I mean really??

But now that we're all excited and ready the baby decided he's not so ready. His drawers are full of twee little blue outfits, Drake is so excited he can't wait, and I even ironed the damn bassinett ruffle. That's ready. I've been walking 3 miles a day, and worn the hubby out with all.the.sex. And not a thing is happening.

Soon, right?

posted by Sam @ 1:30 PM 0 comments